She stared sternly into the feather, getting up from her seat, to get a clearer view.
Just looking at the feather, she could see Jayden, he was seated , on a very high throne, he was surrounded by angry looking wolves, they were not hurting him, they were also clearly not planning to attack him, as a matter of fact, they were worshiping him, they guarded him.
She wish she could just shake her head, and it would all be a dream, or some weird imagination, but no matter how much she wish to shake the feeling off, so that she could believe that what she was seeing isn't real, they just stood staring at her.
The image was so close to her, she could feel his breath.
She forcefully removed her eyes from the image, back to the feather, which seem to be calling on to her.
She moved from where she had been standing, trying with all the courage she could gather, to go close to the feather, she made a move to hold it, but then, she stopped herself, afraid that it might hurt her in one way or the other, but then, with her eyes fixated on the feather, something stranger even happened.
The feather started forming tiny holes around the corner, she could feel the porosity of the feathers, that surrounded her, it suddenly didn't feel so abstract anymore. She wasn't supposed to be able to see the air, but she was seeing the air, and feeling it. She unconsciously raised her hand and it started lifting her up, she was supposed to be scared, but she didn't, she instead, saw it as something fun, she was kind of happy, as she freely allowed it to lift her up to her roof, but she was not carried away, to the point that she looses sight with the feather, she kept looking at the feather. The holes formed by the feather, started forming into a mouth like shape, after it was formed, the sound it made was clear.
The voice that came out of it, is the very one voice, that she could never get tired of hearing.
The voice of the one and only love of her life. She was so happy to hear him speak to her, for she would not hesitate to do whatever it is, he wanted her to do.
"My love, touch the feathers, if you want to know everything". She hesitated a little. sure, she wants to know everything, but the night have been full of strange deeds, Is she sure, she really wants to know more? Since the command was coming from Jayden himself, she could never disobey, she wants to be with him, and learn the truth about everything from him.
While she was thinking of touching the feather, and how she will touch the feather, when she was so high up on the roof, she lost her contact with the feather, and she fell back to the bed, with only an inch, separating her from touching it.
Seeing the smiley face made on the feather, she almost screamed out of fear, but she probably could never be too scared to follow her heart.
She gathered all the courage she could think of, and with shaky hands, she touched the feather and just then, something unbelievable happened.
She had never seen anything like it before.
She had only seen something like that in the movies and read about stuffs like that in horror novels.
She opened her mouth wide, as she is made to watch her wall open, forming a passage, with flames around it, she was no longer in control of herself, she got up from the bed, and slowly, started walking into it.
She thought of her mother, and what she would do, when she comes back into her room and did not find her there, but when she turned back, to take a final look at her room, she is shocked, at what she saw.
Her body, was on the bed, laying in the same way she used to lay.
"What is going on? She asked rhetorically, as she doesn't think going further into the wall would be better.
"That is just your body, we wouldn't want your mother to freak out, when she comes into your room". The feather in her hand responded, still with Jayden's voice.
Truely she wouldn't want her mother to freak out, if she comes back, and she is not there.
She unconsciously took a step inside the wall, since she was already standing close to it, and it pulled her inside.
She looked back at the room, and somehow, the wall was still open for her, she wanted to know what will happen to her body, for her mother started calling on her.
She must have heard her voice, when she screamed, after being pulled forcefully into the wall.
"Honey are you okay? She heard her mother asking, but when she got into the room, and saw that she was already asleep, she stared at her, with so much love and concern on her face, she still looked under the bed, wondering what really happened there, she picked up her old nighty, took them to the waste bin in the room, then she came back, and sat close to her bed.
Blair, knew what she wants to do, and with tears in her eyes, she read her a story.
No matter how old she gets, whenever her mother feels she was feeling sad, she would always read her a story.
Initially it was her father who used to read to her, but since he mysteriously died, her mother have made it her duty to always read to her, the same story, her father used to read to her.
It made her not to feel the absence of her father that much.
She was glad that she still heard her read to her, even though it is an empty body that is on the bed.
She didn't move, and she didn't change position until she was through, with her story.
She then covered her open body with the blanket on her bed, gently, she locked her door, and left, after kissing her on the cheek.
Blair watch with tears forming up, as she allowed them to drop on her body, but with her door locked, she couldn't see anything happening in her room anymore.